Like moths to the flame, we breath… We judge and conspire, as we hamme… A faceless communion, we stay safe… Where innovations a poison we pay… In long single file we follow the…

my tongue predicts my recline it frames the arch of your spine, I’m here by misguided choice lets not waste each others time, your scaly skin erupts under my to…

I have risen back from the dead, this dark cave I have stumbled in now showing a source of light, for years it seems

if you noticed me at all saw past the smiles and jokes past the self assured demeanour and the confidence shielded cloak you’d see what drives my foot

From the dust we come and back we… as life begins and exceeds all kno… Neither one is pertinent here its betwixt the two that stands al… As that’s the meat that houses bon…

Whose needs do I serve When I’m kneeling in the dirt And my brow is wet with misery Bled from the grind of dawn to dus… Whose needs do I serve

will you repent, from all the thin… all those scars, from words that y… will you repent, from all that bin… all the hope, lost in the eyes of… a weak moment of my affliction

recoiled from a verbal picnic acid tongue fatigue sets in gestures replace utterance easier to mouth words unsaid

lurid, it shanks the body of my re… overpowering the apathy it breathe… verve is gone, steps creak heavy, erstwhile lovers hang a foul effig… walls covered with the rage of sil…

spinning and turning around in the strange orbit of a blindfol… grasping at life or death irrespec… without control, meaning or hope. I live my clouded existence